Captain Gao Leng is very cute

Yan Ziqing didn't answer, but the events of the night when he just returned home appeared in his mind.

He came back after watching Ye Feng and was about to wash and go to bed. When he was looking for clothes in the luggage bag he dragged home, he fell out of a crumpled and dirty towel.

He was about to bend down to pick it up, but Tong Wenwen on the side picked up the towel first and looked left and right: "Brother, when did you use such a sentimental thing? But no matter how sentimental it is, it would be a waste of money in your hands. "

Yan Ziqing wanted to snatch the small towel, but Tong Wenwen dodged it. Tong Wenwen raised the dirty towel in his hand and said loudly: "Look, there are embroidery on it, which means it is The original owner of the house is a person with a very life style, delicate thoughts, romanticism, and a high quality of life. But—"

Tong Wenwen said that the topic changed here: "It fell into the hands of a rough man like you. Look at what it looks like now? It's black, yellow, and moldy in some places. You haven't washed it for a few days?"

Tong Wenwen even sniffed it with his nose: "This towel used to have a scent, but because of this, the towel is even more stinky now. Brother, if you have no flair, don't waste other girls' hearts."

Tong Wenwen said and threw the towel in his hand into the trash can: "Okay, I'll help you deal with it."

Yan Ziqing's hand that went to catch it stopped in mid-air before catching it.

Aunt Yan Ziqing came over: "Wenwen, you are being naughty again. Why are you throwing your cousin's things?"

Tong Wenwen twitched her lips: "I'm helping him deal with his troubles. If my cousin likes it, he won't let it get moldy."

The aunt turned to look at Yan Ziqing, and said with a smile, "Our Ziqing is handsome, and girls like it."

Tong Wenwen said disdainfully, "Cut—"

Yan Ziqing picked up the towel from the trash can: "Don't throw my things away."

Tong Wenwen's eyes widened: "Brother, you still picked it up? It was thrown into the trash can and you still picked it up? Tell me, who is the original owner of this handkerchief? You actually left something that someone gave you. But It's not right, if you are the person you like, how could this veil become the honor it is now?"

"Well, but with your virtue of not helping the oil tank when it arrives, it's normal if you don't know how to wash it." Tong Wenwen thought for a while and then said.

Aunt Yan Ziqing also looked at Yan Ziqing: "Gift from my girlfriend? The beauty of the School of Drama?"

Tong Wenwen yelled at Yan Ziqing's grandma and mother who were washing fruit in the kitchen: "Grandma, aunt, come and see, my brother is going to find you a daughter-in-law and a grandson-in-law."

Yan Ziqing looked at the dirty little towel he picked up from the trash can, and couldn't help but punched himself on the forehead, really forgetting his temper.

After the football game that day, Qiao Yu gave him a towel to wipe his sweat. He felt that it was not good to let others wash it after using other people's things. He planned to wash it himself and return it to Qiao Yu, although on the boat his clothes were all Qiao Yu's clothes. washed.

Unexpectedly, he didn't have the consciousness of washing clothes in his mind at all, so he put it aside and forgot about it.In fact, it's not his fault. He hasn't washed anything by himself since he grew up, not even a shoelace.

So wherever he took it out and stuffed it that day, it was still there.If he hadn't found something today, he would have forgotten about it.

Grandma and mother came out of the kitchen. Tong Hui looked at her son and asked, "Is it true what is said? Are you really looking for a girlfriend?"

"Mom, don't worry about my affairs." It's true that the school beauty is his girlfriend, but he also knows that they have no future, but this towel is hard to explain, so Yan Ziqing just keeps silent.

"It's against you." Tong Hui slapped her son, "You give up as soon as possible, your father has already endured the limit in that school you went to, and if you want to find another daughter-in-law from the entertainment industry, your father will break your leg." .”

Yan Ziqing seemed to feel a sudden pain in his leg.

The grandmother who always loved him also said: "My good grandson, it's okay to fall in love, but marriage is another matter."

"Pfft——hahahahahaha..." Tong Wenwen laughed loudly, "Grandma, your old thinking is really not outdated at all."

"Grandma, it's nothing. I'm going to take a shower." After speaking, Yan Ziqing disappeared into the living room at a speed of light.

Tong Wenwen put his foot against the bathroom door before he closed it: "Brother..."

"Wenwen, I'm taking a bath." Yan Ziqing said angrily.

Tong Wenwen showed a smirking face through the crack of the door: "Brother, I think the original owner of that veil should be a well-bred person, maybe it's a clean stream in the entertainment industry..."

Yan Ziqing tried harder to close the door, and Tong Wenwen called out quickly: "Brother, brother, speak slowly if you have something to say, don't rush to close the door. Aren't there stars in the entertainment industry who have families with backers? Go play..."

Yan Ziqing looked at his eccentric younger sister: "What do you want to say?"

"I mean, if you like her, just don't let her go into the muddy waters of the entertainment industry. Don't look at what my aunt and grandma say so seriously, they are still very kind. Well, as long as my future sister-in-law cleans up, they will I will accept it." Seeing that there was an audience, Tong Wenwen hurriedly expressed his opinion.

Yan Ziqing thought of the owner of the little towel, and pushed the door a little further: "His family has no backstage."

"(**) Wow~" Tong Wenwen exclaimed, "Brother, are you really in love? Hahaha, you got scammed by me!"

"There's something wrong with you. I said that the owner of the towel has no background, not that I'm in a relationship." Yan Ziqing completely closed the bathroom door now.

Tong Wenwen beat the door outside without giving up: "Brother, what are you afraid of? She has no backer and you are her backer. If you marry her, won't she have a backer? Who in the entertainment industry will dare to rule her secretly? Hey , when will you bring my sister-in-law back to have a look?"

Yan Ziqing opened the door from the inside, Tong Wenwen was unsteady and rushed inside to bite a dog.

"Brother..." Tong Wenwen wailed as he got up, "I'll give you advice, how can you repay your kindness with revenge?"

"Are you free?" Yan Ziqing scolded, "If you go on like this, be careful that you won't get married."

Tong Wenwen curled his lips: "Sister Mei is so tough and married off, what am I?"

Yan Ziqing suddenly thought of Qiao Yu's ex-boyfriend, who married such a dominatrix, and he got what he deserved.Then he seemed to see horns growing on Tong Wenwen's head.

Yan Ziqing complained silently in her heart: girls are becoming more and more rude these days.

He shook his head, he wanted to find someone who was gentle, virtuous and lovely, who could blow up hair occasionally, but never a hag.Qiao Yu also seems to be quite gentle, virtuous and lovely, and occasionally she will blow up her hair... Stop, stop, stop.

Yan Ziqing felt as if he had thought of something strange.

He twisted Tong Wenwen out: "I'm going to take a bath."

Then close the bathroom door.In the bathroom, he didn't take a shower immediately, but turned on the tap and started washing Qiao Yu's small towel.

This was Yan Ziqing's first time washing something.

Although he worked very hard to wash the towel, but his ability was limited and the time was too long, the small towel did not return to its original color after all.

While Yan Ziqing was washing towels, he vaguely heard the conversation between his aunt and sister in the living room: "Wenwen, you are only afraid that the world will not be chaotic."

"Mom, don't you feel bored? No one plays with me. My sister-in-law and I have too many generation gaps. If the little brother finds his sister-in-law, we can play happily. Hey, I will tell He Xiaoyue and the others about this discovery tomorrow." ....I envy them to death..."

Yan Ziqing came out of the bathroom and took Qiao Yu's towel in his hand to dry on the balcony.Tong Wenwen came around again, his eyes were full of surprise: "Brother, do you still dare to deny that you are in love? You have grown up so big, have you ever been a leader in the housework? How can you actually wash towels?!"

Yan Ziqing's back stiffened.What I did...really...so misleading?But, Qiao Yu, he is a man.

Yan Ziqing felt that his mind was in a mess.

But I couldn't help asking: "Is this like falling in love?".

Tong Wenwen nodded like a chick pecking rice: "It's so similar to you, look at how gentle your face is now. Are you in love and don't know it? Then you can recall it, don't you Do you often miss her? Want to see her? Think about her in everything?"

Tong Wenwen is persuasive and persuasive.

Yan Ziqing was lost in thought.

At this time, Tong Hui and Grandma Yan Ziqing, who heard their conversation, also came over.Tong Hui looked at her son sharply: "Speak clearly to me!"

……

"However, your towel..." A voice rang in his ear, interrupting Tong Hui's voice, and Yan Ziqing's thoughts returned to the present.

Yan Ziqing looked at Xue Lin in front of him, and thought of Tong Wenwen again.Now girls are becoming more and more men, and Xiao Shou is becoming more and more pussy.

Thinking of this, Yan Ziqing couldn't help sighing, and shook his head again.

"Domi, what's the matter with you?" Seeing him, Xue Lin sighed and shook his head.

"It's nothing." Yan Ziqing said, "What happened to my towel?"

"Tsk, what else can I do. You straight men really don't care about it. What a waste of such a beautiful towel for you." Xue Lin said disgustedly.

Tsk, this evaluation is the same as Tong Wenwen's.Yan Ziqing smacked his lips.

Xue Lin took a serious look at Yan Ziqing: "Take care of the things they give you, if she sees the things she gave you turned out like this, she will be very sad."

"Ah, will it?" Yan Ziqing asked nervously.

"Yes." Xue Lin nodded quickly, "If I have a boyfriend, I will be very sad if he treats me like this; but if he is willing to carry it with you like you, I won't be angry."

Yan Ziqing looked at Xue Lin and smiled: "Aren't you a man?"

"I feel that my psychological feelings are similar to those of girls, I just grew up with the wrong gender..."

Yan Ziqing was completely speechless.

But at this moment, he thought of Qiao Yu's cool and handsome face: "Will he be angry if I dirty this little towel?"Will I calm down if I take him with me?

Yan Ziqing felt that his thoughts were getting more and more strange. This was exactly the sign of falling in love that Tong Wenwen said.Do you really fall in love without knowing it?

However, in love with a man?Yan Ziqing felt that he still needed to digest it.